Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Xiong Ba's face also became solemn, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

He knew that Huo Lie was by no means an easy person to deal with, and he had to deal with it carefully.

Huo Lie was getting closer and closer to the high platform, his eyes full of hatred and determination.

The long sword in his hand shone with cold light, as if it would pierce the hero's heart at any time.

At this moment, a trace of determination flashed in Murong Fu's eyes.

He saw Huo Lie in front of him almost sacrificing himself to assassinate Xiongba, and he knew that he could no longer stand by and watch.

He secretly exercised his skills and flicked his fingers.

An invisible inner force shot toward Huo Lie silently.

Huo Lie's body suddenly shook, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

His body suddenly softened, and he fell into a state of suspended animation.

There was an uproar on the field.

Everyone looked at Huo Lie's fallen body in surprise.

Bu Jingyun's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

Murong Fu stood in the crowd and watched this scene silently. .

There was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Xiongba's eyes, and he said coldly: Duanlang, go and see if that person is really dead.

Duan Lang nodded and slowly walked towards the place where Huo Lie fell. His face was serious, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Bu Jingyun stood aside, the grief in his heart surging like a surging river. His hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes were filled with helplessness and pain.

He knew he couldn't show any emotion or else he would arouse suspicion. But he couldn't calm down in his heart.

His uncle fell in front of him, but there was nothing he could do.

Murong Fu stood in the crowd, silently observing everything in front of him. There was a hint of deep thought in his eyes.

He knew he had to be careful and not let others discover his secret.

He quietly circulated his internal energy and passed a sentence into Bu Jingyun's ears: Don't worry, Huo Lie is not dead.

Bu Jingyun's body suddenly shook, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know where this sentence came from, or why someone told him the news.

His heart was filled with confusion and confusion, but he also knew that now was not the time to ask questions.

He must remain calm and not let others notice his strangeness.

Duan Lang walked to Huo Lie's side, lowered his head and looked carefully.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he soon regained his composure.

He turned around and said to Xiong Ba: Gang leader, that man is dead.

A trace of satisfaction flashed in Xiong Ba's eyes, and he said coldly: In that case, let people throw his body out.

His voice was cold, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Just as people's attention was focused on the competition stage again, a heroic laughter suddenly sounded, breaking the tense atmosphere in the field.

Hahaha, I heard that there was a vision coming from the sky, and an immortal came. Who is he? There was a hint of joking and contempt in the voice.

Everyone looked back and saw a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous robe striding into the arena, followed by a group of luxuriously dressed entourage.

This person is none other than the famous Wushuang City Lord Dugu Yifang.

His eyes were sharp and there was a proud smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.

Everyone looked at Murong Fu, as if asking if he was the so-called immortal who descended from the sky.

Murong Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt Dugu Yifang's gaze, which was a gaze full of contempt and teasing.

Dugu Fang walked over with great interest, his steps were steady, and every step revealed an arrogant momentum.

He stopped in front of Murong Fu and looked him up and down with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

I heard that you are an immortal who descended from the sky? His voice was full of provocation, as if he was mocking Murong Fu's identity.

Murong Fu's eyes were calm, and he was not angered by Du Gufang's attitude.

He said calmly: I am just a mortal, how dare you call me an immortal.

Dugu Fangfang laughed, his laughter full of disdain.

Mortal? If you were a mortal, how could you fall from the sky? Do you think we are all fools and would believe such ridiculous things? His voice was sharp and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Murong Fu's expression did not change at all, and his eyes remained calm.

You can make your own judgment about the facts. I dare not speak nonsense. His voice was low, as if he didn't want to say anything more.

Dugu Fang looked at Murong Fu with eyes that seemed a little disappointed.

He originally thought he could find some fun in Murong Fu, the so-called immortal, but he didn't expect Murong Fu's reaction to be so indifferent.

At the same time, Xiongba on the high platform has been observing everything in front of him.

His eyes were deep and his face was expressionless, as if he had everything under control.

He originally hoped that through Dugu Fang's inquiries, he could get some useful information from the so-called immortal who descended from the sky.

However, the so-called immortal's answer made him feel a little disappointed.

There was a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down and stood up.

Brother Dugu, today is the grand day of the Tianxia Association. Your arrival really adds a lot of glory to us. His voice was calm, but there was a hint of authority in his tone.

Please take a seat, let us watch this grand event together. He extended his hand to indicate that Dugu Fang could take a seat.

Dugu Fang smiled slightly and did not continue to pester Murong Fu with questions. Instead, he walked elegantly to the high platform and sat next to Xiong Ba.

When Duanlang saw this, he immediately brought a pot of wine and prepared to serve it.

However, just as he carefully poured the wine into the cup, his hand somehow slipped and the wine spilled onto Xiong Ba's sleeve.

The whole scene suddenly fell into dead silence.

Xiong Ba's face instantly turned livid, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

He stood up slowly, staring closely at Duan Lang.

You... how dare you be so rude! His voice was low, and every word seemed to have a hint of coldness.

Duan Lang's face instantly turned pale, and his body trembled involuntarily.

He knew he had made a big mistake, one that could cost him his life.

He couldn't help but knelt down and apologized repeatedly: Gang Leader, my little hand slipped, I really didn't mean it. Please forgive me, Gang Leader!

There was a trace of cruelty in Xiong Ba's eyes, and he slowly raised his fingers, as if he might order the killing at any time.

His eyes glanced around the field, and finally landed on Duan Lang.

Duanlang's face was still pale, and his body was shaking involuntarily, as if he might collapse at any time.

He knew that one of his mistakes had made the gang leader so angry, which made him feel deeply frightened.

A hint of indifference flashed in Xiongba's eyes.

He stood up slowly and said in a cold voice: Duan Lang, you are actually rude on such an occasion and have offended our distinguished guest. What do you think I should do with you?